i just wanted to cuddle tonight

Bad Things- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: Just glimpses in to Jughead and Reader’s relationship. Heavily based off of the song “Bad Things” by Camila Cabello and Machine gun Kelly because I’m a total slut for that bop

Warnings: SIN SIN SIN SIN SO MUCH SIN IM A SINNER, Swearing, implied smut, actual descriptive smut like guys this is kinda intense.

I DID IT OKAY I SINNED FOR Y’ALL

(Disclaimer: If you are uncomfortable with Jughead Jones smut then Do.Not.Read. This is literal actual smut intended for the Riverdale Tv Show version of Jughead Jones portrayed by Cole Sprouse, as all my other fics are. If you are offended or do not like this kind of stuff, then just keep scrolling. This is requested by my followers and I won’t deny it or not do it simply because a few other people don’t like it.)


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“Am I outta my head, am I outta my mind? If you only knew the bad things I like.”


It was the little things about him that always had me craving him. The veins along his wrists, when his jaw was clenched. The little hints of curls that poked out of his gray beanie, almost as if they were begging to see the light of day. The frame of his body was probably my favorite part. I had never been attracted to buff men, particularly guys like my friend Archie Andrews. He was a whole different story though. He was tall and lean, almost comparing to the body of a track runner, but his body was still toned in all of the right places, and he was certainly strong enough to carry me up my stairs to my bedroom. Jughead Jones made me think the most sinful things, and I couldn’t ever stop. I’m just lucky that the feeling is mutual.

“Y/n?Did you just hear a thing I said?” My best friend Veronica looked at me expectantly, her eyebrows raised and looking frustrated with me. Truthfully, I hadn’t heard a thing she said. I was too busy focusing my attention on something more…interesting.

Jughead Jones had started out as a friend. That’s how they all did, right? We had four classes together, and mutual friends, so of course, we grew incredibly close over time.Eventually, it became something more The boy stared back at me, his blue eyes piercing through mine and in to my head, almost reading my thoughts. I saw as he mouthed a simple word “tonight” and I gave him a slight nod, biting my lip in response.

“Sorry V, she’s too focused on her loverboy.” Archie taunted me, passing by us and to his friend, knocking shoulders with him. Jughead blushed slightly, not moving from his position on the lockers, his arms crossed over him. I could fix that.

I strutted over, my hips moving a little more than they usually do. Jughead uncrossed his arms and they immediately went to my waist once I reached him, pulling me in to his body that was still against the lockers. I leaned up, pressing my lips to his quickly before the bell rang. I broke apart from my boyfriend, my hand sliding down his shirt slowly. I pulled away, winking at him before strutting off. I didn’t even have to turn around to know his eyes were on me, watching my every step.



“No matter what you say, no matter what you do, I only wanna do bad things to you.”



Jughead and I had been together for a good six months before we got in to our first fight. He always had his nose shoved in to his laptop, and I got no attention from him anymore, and I was angry. I had waited a while for him to notice, and he never did, so I took matters in to my own hands.

My boyfriend sat at a stool in my kitchen, his hands in his hair and his laptop in front of him, His beanie long forgotten on the counter. If I wasn’t so pissed at him, I might have offered to release some of that tension, but I wasn’t in a giving mood that day. I slammed the laptop shut, my eyes glaring at him. Jughead looked up at me with a confused look.

“Forsythe, do you remember why I invited you over?” I asked him, my eyebrow cocked while I waited to his answer. His mouth opened slightly, trying to string together something and drawing up a blank. I scoffed, shaking my head and walking away.

“Baby, wait-” Jughead hopped off the stool, following me out of the room.

“Jughead, I asked you to come over because I wanted to spend time with you!! Not so I could watch you on your laptop the whole time! I just want some of you to myself!is that too much?”

“You know how important this novel is to me, y/n-”

“ I know that! But I should be more important!” I shouted. I didn’t care if I sounded selfish. I was pissed.

“ Of course you’re more important! What kind of question is that?!” Jughead looked at me like I was ridiculous and I shook my head.

“Really? Because sometimes it feels like you would choose that book over me if it came down to it.” I crossed my arms, my foot tapping against the hardwood floor. Jughead’s face fell, and the anger on his face was replaced with a sad look.

“That is not true, that is not true at all, I would always choose you.” Jughead closed the gap between us, his arms wrapping around my waist. I pushed him away slightly, my hands on his chest.


“Prove it.” I spoke bravely, my tone of voice becoming different.


Everything happened relatively quickly from there.Jughead’s hands went around my back, lifting me so my legs were wrapped around his waist, and his fingers wrapping around the backs of my thighs. His mouth was on mine and I felt my back hit the wall. Jughead’s lips went to my neck, sucking harshly at the skin until purple bruises adorned it. My hands went to his sweater, almost ripping the fabric just to get it off of him.

“ My room,” I panted, my hands tangled in Jughead’s hair while he sucked harshly at the collarbone peeking out of my tank top. He adjusted my body that was wrapped around his before making his way to the stairs, carrying me up them. I felt my back hit my mattress and Jughead was on top of me, his legs on either side of my waist and his hands already under my shirt. His had already been tossed over a chair in my room.

I flipped us over so I was on top,grinding my lower body in to his. Jughead let out a low groan, his head tilting upwards at the contact. My hands made quick work unbuckling his belt, pulling it off of him quickly and unbuttoning his jeans. Jughead looked at me impressed.

“No matter how many times you do that, I’m still pretty shocked at your skillwork.” Jughead’s arms went behind his head, a smirk now on his face.

“Don’t get too comfortable.” I taunted, my hands going behind my back.

I unclasped my bra, tossing it across my room somewhere. Jughead sat up quickly, his mouth already on my chest, littering my body with hickeys. He flipped us over again so he was in control, and pressed open mouth kisses down my stomach to my hips, his fingers curling under my sweatpants and dragging the waistband down and off of me. My breath hitched in my throat when I felt his lips on my thigh, leaving light little kisses up them until his mouth was over the fabric of my underwear. My back arched off the mattress at the feeling, my fingers gripping the sheets until my knuckles turned white. Jughead hooked two of his digits in to the side of my underwear, pulling them slowly down my thighs.

“Jug… Jug please.” I begged, not really in the mood to take things slow. Jughead pulled the fabric down the rest of my legs, and they went flinging in an unknown direction of the bedroom.Jughead’s head dipped down, and I was breathing intensely, my hands going to his hair and tangling in to the strands, gripping tightly.




“We’re both wild, and the nights young, and you’re my drug.”




Parties weren’t Jughead’s thing, but Cheryl was in fact now a part of our gang, and it was only fair to at least make an appearance. So, on Saturday night, I was getting dressed and ready to go to her party. I wore a simple blue dress a gold belt with a bow around my waist, and some black ankle boots. Veronica and Betty laid on my bed, chatting amongst the two of them while I finished my makeup. I was finishing my lipstick when Archie and Jughead walked in to my door, both of them surprisingly having smiles on their faces.

Jughead made his way towards me immediately, pressing a kiss to my temple and standing behind me, his arms wrapping loosely around my shoulders. I looked at him through my vanity mirror, blowing a kiss at him, and he blushed and rolled his eyes.

“Are you almost ready y/n?” Betty sighed exasperatedly. She say up from the bed, smoothing out her romper, and Veronica wrapped her an arm around her waist, leaning her head against her girlfriends shoulder

“Oh, Bets, let the poor girl take her time. It’s always classier to be fashionably late.” Veronica pressed a kiss to the shell of Betty’s ear and her face went red.

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We arrived on time to the party and everyone split up, Betty and Veronica dancing, Archie talking to Valerie, and my back to Jughead’s chest as we sunk in to a corner of the room, to have some privacy. His arms were around my waist, holding my tightly to his body while he pressed kisses to my neck, whispering incredibly sinful things about what he would be doing to me right this minute had we not been at Cheryl’s house.

I know that Jughead would have rather been at my house tonight, cuddled in to each other on my couch watching a movie, or just talking and being in each other’s presence, or even trying out some of the things he had been whispering to me. I felt a little sympathetic for him, but I knew just the way to cheer him up.

I turned around, my hands slipping in to his, and I pulled him towards the middle of the room. An upbeat song was playing and everybody was dancing and jumping around. Jughead huffed, not wanting to go, but I knew he wouldn’t resist if I tried hard enough.

I finally got him to the middle of the room, my hands lacing with his, my back pressed against his chest as my hips swayed back and forth to the music. I could feel Jughead was tense, so I gave him a little incentive by pushing my lower body in to his slightly, and I heard his breath shudder a bit before he was moving his body against mine and his lips were on my neck.

“we should go back to your place."Jughead whispered, his lips brushing against my skin. I tilted my neck so he could have easier access, taking his hands in mine and running them down the sides of my body. With the way his body was moving against mine, and all the things he had been sharing with me earlier, it would be an understatement to say I was worked up. I grabbed his hand again, weaving through the crowds and shouting a goodbye to Betty and Veronica before starting the trek to my house. Jughead and I walked hand in hand, slowing down every once in a while to kiss each other.


"When we get home, you’re in for it.”

“Oh, I know.”




“And you keep me in with those hips, while my teeth sink in those lips, while your body’s giving me life, and you suffocate in my kiss.”


Fuck, Forsythe.” I hissed, my nails digging in to his back. My hips moved slowly down on to his length, my fingers moving up his back and in to his hair. His hands were wrapped around my body, his lips biting harshly at my shoulder. When I felt my body adjust to him, I rose my hips before sinking back down on to him again.Jughead captured my lips with his, his teeth biting gently in to my bottom lip. We lazily kissed as I moved up and down slowly, my walls tightening around him slightly. Jughead held me as close to his body as he could, our chests pressed together.

I was on cloud 9 every time I was intimate with Jug. Everything about him was breath taking, and he was so beautiful when he was like this: his lips slightly parted, his curly hair matted down and sticking to his forehead, and his body shining from the warmth of our bodies colliding.

I started to move my hips a little faster, grinding down on to Jughead’s hips. Jughead buried his face in to the crook of my neck, and his arms wrapped around me even tighter, if that was possible. I used whatever energy I had left to move my hips faster, bringing Jughead and I both to the edge. I could feel the warmth in the pit of my stomach, warning me that I was close.

“F-fuck, Forsythe,I-”

“I know, baby.” Jughead began to meet his hips with mine on every thrust, one arm unwrapping from around my body to press the pad of his finger to my clit. I gasped at the sensation, my nails scratching against his back harder.

“Shit, shit, I-I’m-” I cut myself off, not having enough breath to finish my sentence. I felt my stomach tighten and then I was cumming on Jughead’s dick, a quiet moan escaping my lips. I kept thrusting against him, riding out my high while he chases his, soon I was being hit with overstimulation, but I powered through it, bouncing against Jughead as fast as I could.

“Fuck, fuck, shit, I’m gonna-” strings of curse words escaped Jughead’s lips as he flipped us over, pounding in to me as hard as he could. His lips went around on of my nipples, sucking harshly, and his fingers rubbed quickly and forcefully against my clit, drawing out another orgasm from me.

Before I knew it, I was cumming again, this time Jughead following as he came inside me. Jughead’s body collapsed on top of mine, not before pulling out of me slowly. My hands tangled themselves in his hair and his arms went back around my body, his head laying against my chest. I could feel his heart race against my own beating heart, and I looked down at my beautiful boyfriend, as I smiled.He was all mine.





“The way we love, is so unique, and when we touch, I’m shivering.”





I woke up to the light shining from my bedroom window, the rays of sun peeking through my curtains and casting rays of light along the sleeping bodies of Jughead and I. The night before had been our one year anniversary, and he “spent the night”, Which resulted in to this morning, the both of us naked in my bed. Jughead was already awake, his fingers tracing along my arms.Goosebumps ran along my skin at the feeling of his touch, leaning up to give him a kiss.

“Good morning, sunshine.” Jughead mumbled against my lips. I giggled as his fingers went to my sides, tickling me the slightest bit.

“Good morning, handsome.” I smiled down at him, my eyes practically in the shapes of hearts. I loved this boy to death. He was the most perfect thing I had ever found in this world.

“How are you feeling?” He asked me, his fingers stopping so his arms could wrap around my back. He pulled our bodies tighter together.

“I’m great.” I told him, leaning down to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. Jughead’s face scrunched up slightly and I giggle again, my hands cupping his cheeks.

“I love you, so much. So, so, soso much.” I started pressing kisses all over his face and I felt it scrunch up again before catching my lips with his. Jughead wasn’t a super affectionate person in public, so I loved these moments I had with him, hidden away under my covers, where it was just the two of us.





“And no one has to get it, just you and me.”






“I swear to god, you two are the most sickeningly cute couple in..in… In god knows what!” Veronica threw her hands up dramatically before slamming them down on to the table at the booth. She looked at the two of us, who sat across from each other. Jughead and I didn’t break our eye contact, still looking at each other and smiling brightly.

“Come on, V.It’s cute. They’re cute.” Betty defended, sitting across from her girlfriend.

“ I know, but look at them! All they do is stare at each other like its the morning after their first time.“ Veronica scoffed before pausing for a second. Her mouth opened in shock before she whispered loudly.

"You guys fucked!” Jughead and I broke apart at that, looking at Veronica with wide eyes. I was about to shake my head when Jughead interrupted.

“We’ve been fucking, V. Catch up.” Ronnie and Betty’s mouth fell open simultaneously at the confidence in Jughead’s voice.He leaned back in the booth and turned his attention back to me, cheekily winking at me. My cheeks grew hot as I looked back at my best friends, mouths still open in shock.

“You guys, you, you’re-” Ronnie stammered, looking back and forth at each other. Jughead and I started laughing at Ronnie’s reaction, and she sputtered.

“I don’t get your relationship. I seriously don’t.” Ronnie slumped in her seat, her chin resting in the palm of her hand.

“Cheer up, V. It’s y/n and Jughead. Nobody gets it except them.” Jughead and I had already tuned out Betty though, our attention going back to each other. Nobody had to understand our relationship, because it wasn’t theirs. It was ours, And it was perfect.

The Club (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Smut with a dash of fluff.
Word count: 3.6k 

Part one: Kitchen Counter, Part two: Laundry Room.

» Song: Love In This Club part II

Summary: ”Or we can just do it here.“ He hummed, his fingers immediately latching onto his belt and working as quickly as ever to get it loose. “Jeon Jungkook,” You quietly scolded with a laugh, placing a hand over his and looked around. “People can see you.” Once you looked back down at him, he shook his head slowly, “It doesn’t matter, baby,” He reasoned, his tongue flickering over his lips. “Everyone’s wasted, I promise. I just…I want you so bad.” 


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Absolutely Disgusting Shippy Starters
  • "I got you a little something..."
  • "You look adorable in that."
  • "Flowers? For me?"
  • "Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."
  • "I know you had a long day, so I took care of dinner."
  • "I did a little shopping at the naughty store."
  • "Let's cuddle and be sluggish all night long."
  • "Did I tell you you're beautiful, today?"
  • "I already ordered pizza for tonight."
  • "Candles, rose petals and champagne? What's the occasion."
  • "I can't believe that you fell in love with me."
  • "What is the one thing you absolutely, positively wanted?"
  • "Time to bury ourselves in blankets and ignore the rest of the world."
  • "Gimme that phone. It's getting shut off."
  • "You did all this for me?"
  • "Normally I hate surprises, but you did good."
  • "You just made my terrible day not so terrible."
  • "I will protect you, no matter what."
  • "Let's get a little tipsy for science."
  • "Wow. You look amazing."
  • "If it wasn't for the fact that I am so happy I would be suspicious right now."
  • "I love you so much."
  • "Shall we climb into bed?"
  • "You tried and that's what counts."
  • "I just want to curl up into your arms and sleep for days."
  • "I just have one question for you; ice cream or popcorn?"
  • "We should go to the festival!"
  • "You're not going anywhere without me. Especially anywhere dangerous."
  • "How would you feel about getting married?"

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“I need a favor, and not the sexual kind.” Stiles/Derek

Nonsexual Favors

Derek woke to his phone vibrating on his nightstand. He rolled over and unlocked it when he saw he had two texts from Stiles that had both come in within the last two minutes. 

It wasn’t unusual for Stiles to text Derek at all hours of the morning, what was unusual was the lack of sexual content in the text.

Stiles: I need a favor,
Stiles: And not the sexual kind.

Derek was tempted to just roll over and go back to bed, but then he had a vision of Stiles laying in some ally, bleeding out because he was attacked by some monster, and he hit the call button.

“Oh thank god,” Stiles said as soon as he picked up, “My bike got stolen and I’m nowhere near a Metro stop.”

“Where are you?” Derek asked, already getting out of bed and pulling on his pants. It was 1:30 in the morning, there was no way he was letting Stiles wander around D.C. by himself that late. 

He and Stiles had been doing this, thing, whatever it was, since they ran into each other in D.C. almost two years prior. Stiles had grown into himself nicely and though he was still an asshole, Derek knew him well enough now to appreciate it.

“I’m in Alexandria,” Stiles breathed out, his voice sounded a little less strained now, “I’ll send you a pin with my location.”

Derek jogged out of his apartment, well it was actually a brownstone that he had bought when he moved to D.C. He had redone the basement so it was a full, though small, apartment that he could rent out. 

Not that he needed the money, he had plenty from his inheritance, but he kind of liked not having to live off of it. He loved everything about living in D.C., from the diversity to his job at an environmental non profit. 

When Stiles had walked back into his life it had felt like fate, they had run into each other at GW. Derek was working on his masters and Stiles was getting his degree in criminal psychology, on the fast track to the FBI. 

They had picked up right where they left off, snapping at each other and defending each other whenever someone else said a bad word about the other. Things escalated quickly, within a month they were fucking in Derek’s new Camaro. 

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Dreams - Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 4,944 (not sure how this happened ;) )

Warnings- alot of fluff and smut

AN: Ok so this is my first fic and i’m super nervous to post this. I just wanna thank @ninja-stiles for helping keep me motivated and helping edit.


Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Best friends are supposed to be with you no matter what, they’re supposed to be there for you through everything, always be happy for you and support you.

Dylan was exactly that. We have been friends since we were little, neither of us can actually remember a time when we didn’t know each other, but our moms tell us we’ve been friends since the womb. Dylan has been there for me through everything crappy that life has decided to throw my way, and I have done the same for him. But not once did I ever think that being happy for him would kill me inside.

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Drunk (Blurb)

can you write a blurb where Y/N gets drunk for the first time and Harry is there and she’s being all cute and cuddly and harry can’t help but fall in love with her more at how cute and adorable she is            

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You had told Harry very early on in your relationship that you weren’t much of a drinker. You had the odd glass of wine with dinner or shot of vodka when you were out with friends, but you never drank to the point of being drunk. You had, in fact, only been drunk once in your life and it was when you had turned 21.

When you and Harry went to a Christmas party about a year into your relationship, that was the first time that Harry ever saw you drunk. You hadn’t meant to have as many drinks as you did, but they just kept being offered and you were having the time of your life, so you didn’t even really notice.

“Harryyyyyy!” you cried, stumbling over to where he was leaning against the bar.

He put out his hands to steady you before you went crashing into something and smirked.

“Alright there, love?”

“I’m…peachy!” you giggled. Suddenly, your face went serious and you looked around the room, nervously.

“What’s wrong?”

“Harry…the room is spinning. We should hold on to something.”

Harry chuckled and brought your hand to his lips.

“S’okay baby, I’ve got you. The room will stop spinning once I get you home to bed.”

You turned to him and wiggled your eyebrows.

“Home to bed, eh? You in a hurry to get me naked, Styles?”

“Any other night, yes,” Harry nodded, “But not tonight, love. You’re drunk off your ass.”

You pouted, wiggling in closer to him and wrapping your arms around his torso, both as a hug and a way to steady yourself.

“Put that lip away!” Harry laughed, flicking your bottom lip gently with his thumb, “I’m more than happy to cuddle you to sleep, if you want. But no sex; not tonight.”

You continued to frown a bit at him and Harry sighed, wrapping his arms around your back so you were completely engulfed in him and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Not takin’ advantage of you tonight, my love. Even if you say you want me to. I think you’ll like it better if I just snuggle you anyway, judging by how cuddly you are right now.”

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Take a Chance

The gifset of Dean giving himself that little pep talk from 7x04 inspired me to write this. Dean x Reader, Dean’s POV. Hope you like :)

For fuck’s sake, Dean, you’ve done this a thousand times. You can charm a woman without even breaking a sweat. Why are you so damn nervous?

Because, dumbass, it’s Y/N. This time it’s not some random bar chick that I’ll probably never lay eyes on again. And I don’t want to mess things up. I don’t want to do something that’ll make everything all awkward.

I just want… I just want to be with her. Whatever that means. And I don’t even know how to say that without making things all fucking weird.

Just tell her the truth. Well, the surface truth. Say you’re bored. Take a chance.

She doesn’t need to know you hate being in a separate room from her, that you miss being around her. That you feel not all there when she’s not around, like a piece is missing. That you’re dying to touch her. Like really touch her.

Okay. Here’s her door. Just heard a noise, so you know she’s awake. So knock already.

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Breakfast (Peter Quill x Reader)

Warnings: fluffy fluffy fluffy. Mentions of sex.
Paring: Peter Quill x Reader

You woke up in your bed to find that Peter wasn’t there. This wasn’t a shock to you. Honestly, it was more of a shock he spent the night in your room than anything else.

You two had this thing. You were friends, you were partners.. you were the freaking Guardians of the Galaxy. But there was this thing. This unspoken thing.

One night on the ship, you both were stressed. So much was going on, and you both started drinking. The next thing you know, you were kissing. Then, the next thing you know, you were in Peter’s bed.

Afterwards, you immediately freaked out thinking it would be so awkward and weird between you two now. But it wasn’t. It was literally like nothing had happened. And you were so thankful. You thought that would be it. But then, it happened again. And again. And again… Now it was just this thing that happened that you didn’t talk about. And you tried your best not to think about. But most of the time, you did.

Last night was a little different. Peter was being very generous to you in many ways. He had been nicer to you lately. He was never mean, but you felt he was complimenting you more. You noticed that night when he came to your room, he wasn’t focused on his needs. He made it clear he wanted you to feel good. You laid down afterwards and you were so tired. You just shut your eyes, ready for sleep. But you never heard Peter get up. Instead, he moved closer to you which made you open your eyes.

He was staring right at you. “Can I…” he said, trailing off. You looked at him, urging him to go on. “Can I stay tonight?”

You nodded, closing your eyes again. “It’s fine, Peter. I don’t care if you stay.” You say nonchalantly.

You assumed he was just comfortable and that he didn’t want to leave. Plus, it wasn’t that late, so maybe he was worried one of the team would see him leaving your room. But he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest.

Is Peter Quill cuddling right now? You have to be dreaming.

You just sat there with your eyes open and you knew your heart must be racing. You eventually fell asleep, very confused. But you decided to just go with it.

But now, here you are, in your bed alone and still bare from the night before. You get up and find Peter’s shirt from the night before on the floor. You stare at it a moment before deciding to throw it on. You grab some panties and head out in search of breakfast.

You stop by and press play on Peter’s awesome mix as you head to the kitchen.

The all so familiar beat sounded through the speaker, making you smile. This one was your favorite.

You nodded along and kind of danced your way to the kitchen. The beginning was slow, but the beat had picked up now. “Hell.. hell..” you sang, smiling. “What’s the matter with your mind and your sign and a ohhh..”

You began making some bacon and the song went on finally coming to your favorite part. “Cause you’re fine and you’re mine and you look so divine… come and get your love… come and get your loveee…”

You were really just enjoying this song and really jamming out. You go to check on your bacon, then someone slips their arms around your waist from behind your back, making you instinctively push them off and slam them into the fridge putting your spatula up to their neck. Your eyes soften as you realize who it is.

“Peter?” You ask.

He just starts laughing at you. You shove him and got back to your bacon. He’s still laughing. “What?!” You finally yell.

“What? Nothing,” he says, throwing his hands up in defense. “I was just wondering how you kill someone with a spatula. You gonna flip me with that thing?”

You roll your eyes, but then you realize something. You slam the spatula down and look over to him. “How long were you standing there watching me?”

He smirked. “Long enough. You’re a great dancer.”

You blush and get your bacon out of the skillet, putting it on a plate. You try to focus on the food in front of you instead of looking at Peter.

He comes over behind you and wraps his arms around your waist like before. He sways with you to the music. He leans down and whispers in your ear, “is that my shirt?”

You blush again, knowing he must think that you’re obsessed with him. Or crazy. He’s never going to want to…

Your thoughts were cut off by him turning you the face him. He tips your chin up to make you look at him. “You look beautiful.” He says, barely above a whisper. “Much better in it than I do.”

The song changed. It was now Strange Magic. He put his hands on your waist and pulled you away from the counter. You put one hand on his shoulder and grabbed his other hand. The two of you danced around and he just looked into your eyes. He pulled your hand up and spun you around and pulled you back into him. You literally felt like the breath was kicked out of you as you looked at him.

“And you say you’re not a dancer.” He whispered.

“If you tell anyone, I’ll kill you, Quill.”

He smirked down at you. “With your spatula?” He said.

You pushed him, making him laugh more. You rolled your eyes and pulled out of his arms entirely. You go over and grab your plate of food and go sit at the table. You grab some orange juice and start eating. Peter comes over and sits down next to you. He’s looking on his tablet at the news you assumed.

You finished your breakfast and leaned back in your chair, looking over at Peter. You wondered where he went that morning. You wanted to ask, but you didn’t want to pry. You didn’t want to come off as “that girl”. You know… the clingy ones. The two of you weren’t even a couple. You were just friends… that danced in the kitchen while you have no pants on… that admire each other.. that have sex…

“Where did you run off to this morning?” You blurt out suddenly, surprising yourself and Peter.

He looked a little dumbfounded. Like he wasn’t expecting you to ask. “I just had some things to do around the ship. I got up when I usually do.” He said, simply.

You knew that was true. He was always busy at work.

“So, when are we going to talk about the fact that we’re more than friends?” You ask, wondering to yourself where this is coming from. You never reached out on such a limb before.

He literally spit out his coffee and dropped his tablet on the table, looking over at you. “Are we doing this? Talking about this?”

“Yep.”

“Okay… here we go,” he says. “The night that I kissed you… we both were so stressed out because of the whole Ego situation. It just kind of happened and it was a blur.”

You nod to him, urging him to continue.

“I just wasn’t expecting it to be anything more than two friends who got a little drunk and made a mistake. I wasn’t expecting it to happen again… and again… and ag-”

You reach over and punch his arm. He smirked at you. “You just kept begging for more.” You said.

“Oh, me? I was begging? What about you?” He says. “Oh, Peter! Please, I need you inside of me!” He continued in a high pitch moany voice.

You deadpanned him. “The night in the cockpit.” You said, simply.

He stopped smiling, and just looked over at you. “That’s cold.” He said.

“Y/N, I need you. I need to not think for a few minutes. All I want to think about is us for a few minutes.” You say in a deep voice.

He just looked down and you wondered if you said something that offended him.

“I used you.” He said.

“What?” You say, furrowing your eyebrows.

“I was selfish and used you not to think about my problems.”

“I used you too.” You said. He looked up at you. “I didn’t want to think about my issues either. I loved how I could just lose myself in you.”

You each just stare at each other for a moment. Peter finally gets up and pulls you out of your chair. He looks down at you in an adoring way. You tried to keep your breathing steady. He began to lean in and your heart set on fire. You had kissed plenty of times. But suddenly it felt so different.

His lips brushed against yours and you almost let out a gasp. You reached up and destroyed the small gap between your lips. The kiss was soft, and slow. It wasn’t sexual at all. It was sweet.

He pulled away and let his head rest on your forehead. “This is more than friendship.” He said.

“Yes.” You said.

“This is also… more than just sex.” He said.

This was not something you had imagined hearing. You smiled up at him. “Yes… it is.”

BTS Reaction to Their S/O Paying More Attention to Their New Pet

~Hello my dear !!! BTS Reaction to their S/O give her new pet all her attention instead of them and they get really jealous and want to get her attention .xoxo~

Jin:

“There is no way you rejected going shopping with me so you can play with the cat instead.”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Suga:

“I’m just as cute as the dog, see?”

Originally posted by kpoptrashandproud

J-Hope:

“Fine, the dog can take you on a date tonight instead.”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Rap Monster:

“If you add how soft the cat’s fur to how much time you’re playing with it, it equals pay more attention to me.”

Originally posted by yayaruizc

Jimin:

“I can shake my hair cutely too! Look!”

Originally posted by hajimajimin

V:

“The dog is taking a nap, now you can spend time cuddling me!”

Originally posted by sgfgdolans

Jungkook:

“Do you want me to give you two some room?” *doesn’t even hide his jealousy*

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

Late Night Cuddles; Yuta

Request: “Hi! I was wondering if I could ask for a Yuta scenario? The scenario can be him and his S/O having random talks while having a late night cuddle please? Oh and random question, who’s your bias?? :P Tysm!!”

Word Count: 1460

Genre: Fluff (Like a lot of it)

Warnings: Cheesiness 

A/N - to answer your question my bias is the beautiful and talented Taeyong <3

Originally posted by suhyngho


Warmth. That was what you felt in the arms of the one you loved. The TV was playing, but you weren’t paying any attention to it, your attention was focused on Yuta’s arms that were wrapped around your waist, pulling you against his chest. You were partially lying on him trying to fit on the small two seat couch. Your head was pressed against his chest, moving up and down when he breathed in and out. You could hear the rhythm of his heart like the beat of a drum; music to your ears. There was a blanket thrown across the both of you, your legs tangled together under the covers.

sighing with content you wrapped your arms around his waist, mirroring what he was doing to you. You glanced up at him. His head was resting on the arm of the chair as he watched the TV. You stared at your boyfriend, the light of the TV reflecting in his eyes and his hair messily hanging just above them. This was normally what you did on a Saturday night when Yuta had finally finished practicing and had free time. You didn’t go out for a fancy dinner date, or a spontaneous walk in the park, but cuddled while watching TV. But you didn’t mind, you loved being in Yuta’s arms more than anything else in the world.

“Do you want to take a picture-”

“It will last longer?” You finished for him, already knowing what he was going to say. You’d got used to Yuta’s outbursts of sarcasm over the time you’d been dating, and had found your own ways of dealing with it.

He turned to look at you, his gaze moved away from the show you were watching and landed on your face. He laughed making your head vibrate against his chest, “Am I that predictable?”

“Just a little bit,” You smiled back at him, biting your lip to keep from laughing. Yuta removed one of his hands from your waist and messed up your hair, “Hey!”

He stopped his hands from moving, “You look funny”, he held the sides of your face, squishing your cheeks. Grabbing his hands, you pushed them off your face, lifting off from his chest you leaned close to his face before squishing his cheeks. You laughed at him, his lips were pouted and you couldn’t help but peck them in the middle of your giggles. Your hands loosened and fell from his face.

Yuta stared at you in adoration. It was the first time he’d realised he wanted to be with you forever, that he loved you more than anything or anyone else. A light smile crossed his features as he continued to stare. He cupped your cheeks again, but instead of squishing, which you thought he was going to do, he brought your lips up to his.

The feeling of his lips against yours made your cheeks heat up. You loved him so much, and in that moment you realised he loved you too. His thumbs rubbed circles on your cheeks as he slowly moved his lips against yours. The type of kiss was unlike Yuta as he usually likes the rough and quick kisses than the sweet and sensual type of kisses, but you weren’t complaining. You loved this side of Yuta.

What you thought was sensual kiss, however, after a couple more minutes turned into Yuta’s usual rough ones. His hands, that were holding your face, started to trail his hands down your body until they reached your hips where he grabbed them tightly. When you thought he was going to take it further, he stilled his lips against yours and pulled away slowly. 

You watched as he moved away, his eyes still closed, looking angelic, When he finally opened his eyes he looked into yours, a small smile playing on his lips, You couldn’t help but ask, “Why’d you stop?”

“As much as I’d want to do it, Y/N, I just want to cuddle.” He pulled you against his chest once again and wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you gently, your head resting under his chin.

“That was cute”, You teased him, and in reply he tightened his arms around you making you breathe in sharply.

He loosened his grip, and you moved so that you could look at his face. It was silent until he said, “You’re cute.”

“Why are you in such a cheesy mood tonight?” You giggled and went back to your original position.

“Do you really want to know why?” He hugged you tighter making you more curious.

“I do want to know,” You hugged him back.

“It’s because I love you.”

Embarrassed, you covered your face with your hands. Yuta laughed at your reaction, and turned you around in his arms so that you were facing him. Picking up the courage, you removed your hands, “Why all of a sudden?”

Hands resting on your back, he started, “because I just realised that I’ve found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with and I want you to know it.”

His words hung in the air. The TV was still on in the background, but the sound seemed to die down until it was just you and Yuta, no distractions, “I love you.” was all you could say.

“I’ll take that as a, ‘Yes, my lovely-amazingly-fabulous-boyfriend, Yuta, I’d love to spend the rest of my life with you. You are the love of my life…’” He teased you making you hit his chest.

“I wouldn’t go that far…” You joked, but you had to admit you’d love to spend the rest of your life with Yuta.

He laughed with you, but stopped to say, “You’re cold. Have you never imagined our future together?”

You made your, ‘thinking’ face, “Nope.” you lied.

“Liar.” 

“Okay, fine. I’ve thought about the future. A lot, actually.” You admit. The joking put to the side. Yuta noticed this and his usual sarcastic facial expression turned to one of caring and seriousness as you both lyed on his old couch,

There was a silence before Yuta spoke, “What do you picture?”

He started to rub circles into you hips, hoping to make you feel relaxed and open up to your dream, “You. You’re there.”

“I’m glad.” He interrupted and you glared at him, “Sorry, carry on.”

“We’ll be married and have a house of our own. Not an overly priced rented flat. I’ll get a better job, you’ll be onto to you sixth album in god knows what unit of NCT. We’ll settle down at some point and… I don’t know… Uh-”

“Have kids?” He helped you. You thought he would tease you, but once again a look of absolute adoration was present in his dark eyes.

“Yes, have kids. Maybe two or three. And a pet. Maybe a cat, you like cats. We’ll wake up to each other every morning for the rest of our lives and it will be… perfect.” You finished and it was silent. You thought you said something wrong until Yuta finally spoke.

“Y/N… Don’t leave me.” His voice was low and quiet, leaving chills run down your spine. However, his reply confused you.

“W-why would I leave you?” You raised your eyebrow slightly.

“I just realised I won’t have a future without you in it.” His eyes locked with yours, and even though you knew it was cheesy, it made your heart flutter. 

You reached up from his chest and wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, hugging him closely, “I won’t leave, I promise. But do you think you could do that? Live with me forever? Put up with my bad habits and cooking skills?” 

“Of course, because I love you.” You let go of your hug, looking at his face again. You could tell he was tried, which he normally was on a late Saturday night after practice. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

You snuggled back into his chest, enveloping him in a hug around his waist. The both of lying back down on the couch again, he readjusted the blanket around your shoulder and then turned the TV and the lights off. You guessed you were sleeping here tonight.

“I love our late night cuddles.” He whispered into the darkness.

“And I love you.” You cringed.

“And when I said that earlier, I was cheesy.” He teased and once again you felt the vibration of his chest against your cheek making you laugh lightly,

“Let’s just go to sleep.” You felt yourself grow tireder by the minute and buried your head further into your boyfriends chest.

You thought Yuta was asleep when he said, “Don’t forget what we talked about tonight. The future, that is. Because it’s going to happen. I’m certain of it,” He whispered to you just before you fell asleep. You nodded slightly in acknowledgement. 

Late night cuddles with Yuta were the best. 

Your first time ♡ Grayson {smut}

Request: ‘’Can I have a Grayson smut imagine where it’s their first time; he’s being super sweet, he keeps asking if she’s alright and he’s being super gentle and adorable. Gahh I’m in my feels Lmao. Thanksss xx‘’

Response: Thanks for your request! ♡ Ah, I wanted to write this for so long! Whoever gets to lose her virginity to these angels is lucky as hell hahaha. Anyway, I hope you like it :)

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

Grayson and you had been dating for over eight months now. He was eighteen and you were seventeen. You absolutely loved spending time with him and he always made clear that he loved spending time with you as well.

Most of the time you guys were together. Sometimes you went to the cinema or a chic restaurant, but most days you just stayed in, watched a movie and cuddled. He could never get enough of you. Tonight was one of those nights.

This evening it was Graysons turn to pick a movie, and he decided to watch Troy, one of his favorites. You were watching the movie as he kept playing with your hair and stroking your cheek, while constantly watching you. ‘Eh, I thought you wanted to see this movie,’ you laugh and look beside you.

Grayson has a dreamy smile on his face and his eyes are still focused on your hair. ‘Yeah…’ he says absently, but he doesn’t stop playing with your hair. ‘What is it?’ you ask. Instead of answering he shoves closer to you and puts a kiss on your lips, opening them with his tongue.

You’re surprised, but don’t pull back. You kiss him back, cupping his face with your hands. You thought he would eventually stop, but his kisses were getting deeper and rougher. A soft moan escaped your lips, causing him to grin. Of course you didn’t mind making out, but you didn’t really know where this was coming from. He grabs you by your waist and you change position so that you straddle his lap.

Eventually Grayson pulls back, reluctantly. ‘Wanna take this upstairs?’ he whispers out of breath. Your eyes widen. What was he up to? ‘Sure,’ you chuckle. Grayson lifts you up effortlessly while you put your legs around his waist. While he walks up the stairs he starts placing sweet kisses down your jawline and neck.

He holds you up with a hand under your butt while the other one closes the door of the bedroom. Grayson gently places you down on the floor and goes sit down on the side of the bed. He then pulls you closer while his hands are on your upper back.

You look down at him and he looks up to you so that his head is in his neck. Graysons eyes are filled with anticipation. Your hands are cupping his face again. You smirk at the fact that for the first time he’s shorter than you. Or it seems like it, in this position.

He doesn’t break eye contact while he smoothly slides off his shirt, revealing his toned torso and abs. You blush and finally realise what he was up to; he wanted to have sex with you. God, how were you always so naïve?

He looks up to you, asking for permission. You nod, biting your lip. He slides of your shirt too and the touch of his warm hands make you get a pleasant shiver.

He starts unbuttoning your jeans, but you place his hands on his arms. He stops, looking a bit confused. ‘Gray… It’s not that I don’t want this, but - you know - I’m still a virgin.’ Your words came out a little stammering and you feel your cheeks heating up. You knew he wasn’t a virgin.

And you didn’t really care about that, but you did care about the fact that you had no idea how to have sex or even the way to please a boy. And you sure as hell wanted to please him. But you had never done any of that stuff.

Grayson smiles and kisses your belly button. ‘That’s okay. If I’ll do anything you don’t like, don’t be afraid to tell me. Tonight is all about you.’ ‘Okay,’ you quietly say, smiling.

Step by step he takes off your clothes, leaving you only in your underwear. He couldn’t keep his eyes of you. After every piece of clothing he took off he stroked and kissed the place where your skin was naked now.

He kissed your whole body; your belly, hips, thighs… You liked that he did everything to calm you down and ease your nerves. He wanted to make you feel special, especially tonight.

Grayson takes his jeans off too. You can’t help but notice the bulge in his boxers. He takes it off, revealing his massive erection. Worrying about how that would ever fit into your small body, he helps you taking off your underwear.

You giggle at his shaking hands which are trying to open your bra. Finally he slides it off and he pushes you softly onto the bed, so that you’re lying on your back. Grayson climbs on the bed and hovers above you.

You feel very exposed and place your hands on your boobs, trying to cover them. Never in your life had a boy seen you naked like this. Grayson pushes your hands gently to the side.

‘Don’t cover yourself baby. You are absolutely beautiful…’ He looks down at you with a proud smile. You let out a nervous giggle. ‘I’m not.’ ‘You are,’ he assures you. He kisses the top of your breasts, which turns you on. 

You pull him closer and soon you’re having a heated make out session. You were complete putty in his hands. While his hard member is stroking your core, you felt yourself getting wetter with the minute. Grayson could feel it, too. He bites your lower lip and you nervously spread your legs so he could position himself between them.  

After putting on a condom Grayson hovers above you again, leaning on his elbows. ‘Are you sure you want to do this? We can wait, if you want. I would wait another ten years for you. I don’t want to just fuck, I want to make love to you.’

Your heart flutters at his words and you stroke his cheek. Oh, how you loved this boy. He smiled, but you could see that he was concerned. It was so obvious Grayson really cared about you. He never forced you into anything.

‘I’m ready, Gray. You’re the only one that I want to lose my virginity to. I want this.’ And after those words he places one last kiss on your mouth. He uses one hand to slowly guide the tip between your slicked folds.

At first you don’t think you can handle it and with closed eyes you gasp at the burning pain. He waits, letting you adjust to his size. He slightly strokes your cheek with his fingers.

Then he slid in more, going still very slowly until he was fully in. You feel yourself tighten up around him while he filled you all up. God, he was huge. You knew that the first time would hurt, but you didn’t know that it would hurt this bad. Grayson studies your face worriedly, his forehead frowned. He knew he was hurting you.

‘You okay? Do you want me to stop?’ Grayson asks caringly. You inhale deeply. ‘No no, it’s okay. Just be gentle…’ ‘I will, don’t worry,’ he says with a sweet voice. After some time the pain luckily starts fading away and you look at him. ‘I’m ready.’

Grayson nodded and he began thrusting into you, never taking his eyes from your face. He needed you to feel comfortable. But you felt more than comfortable; you felt amazing. The pain had slowly turned into glorious pleasure. He starts sucking your neck, trailing down to your collar bones.

You enjoyed every minute. It felt like your bodies were melting together, like your body belonged to his. You stroke a hand through Graysons fluffy hair while he kisses your lips again.

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‘Faster,’ you whisper into his mouth. Right after those words had left your mouth he starts picking up the speed, pumping faster. He still was very careful with every move he made, making sure he didn’t hurt you. He was worried you were too fragile for his size.

‘Grayson…’ you cried out his name. He had to know that he could let himself go, that he could enjoy it too. Everything felt so good; Graysons large hands touching your body, his hips pressed to yours, his husky breath in your neck.

You start clawing his muscular back with your fingernails, causing him to groan. ‘Good girl,’ he panted. You felt a heavenly sensation rushing through your stomach as Grayson grinded his hips harder to yours, pounding against your g-spot. You breathed heavily.

‘Oh, I’m close,’ you cry out. The sight of your closed eyes and bouncing breasts made Grayson slowly reaching his high, too. ‘Me too, baby. Look into my eyes when you cum,’ he demanded and you did as he said. Dirty talk made him ten times sexier.

After a minute you couldn’t hold on any longer. Loud moans escaped your mouth while arching your back. Every muscle in your body tensed as you reached your climax at the same time as Grayson reached his. He let out a long, deep moan, his body shuddering. His face was concentrated as he brought his pumps slowly to a stop to ride the orgasms as long as possible.

You couldn’t believe that someone could made you feel this good. Grayson pulled out and collapsed heavily breathing next to you. He stroked your belly as he pushed himself up with one elbow.

‘You alright?’ he asks. ‘I’m perfect. That was amazing,’ you say, turning on your side to kiss him passionately. ‘I’m glad. I love you so much,’ he murmured with a soft voice. Your lips curl into a big smile. ‘I love you, too.’

My Sweetheart

REQUEST: ohh my god i fell in love with your last imagine where harry proposes! i just wanted to ask if you could write a very fluffy imagine with cuddles on couch while watching movies or idk, just soo much fluff?? i love youu

REQUEST: Hi! I am just a fan of your fics, I have read every single one of them and I am craving for more. Can you pretty please write a fluffy fluffmaster with a cuddly Harry? Thanks, and love youuu!


Combined these two. Inspiration struck tonight. Hope you enjoy. :) xo


When you opened your eyes that morning, you were shocked to find that Harry was still in bed with you.

For the past week or so he’d been so busy that he had to wake up at the most ungodly hour of the morning. Every time his alarm would go off way too early, and each time he would shut it off with a groan only to roll over and slip his arms around your body, hugging you to his chest and tangling his legs with yours so he could cling to you like a koala. You grumbled and groaned and pretended to be more asleep than you were, but you secretly enjoyed that the first thing he did was to reach for you. Eventually he would get up and get his day started, always leaving a kiss on your lips before slipping out the front door.

You and Harry had been dating for several months now; it had gotten to the point where you spent most nights (and days) at his place. You had your own drawer and everything. The both of you had gotten used to life together, and you missed him dearly when he was away, so the past week had been hard on the both of you. But you knew that he was doing something that was important to him, and you could never ask him to give that up in any capacity.

That morning when you woke up it was 10:00 a.m., and he was still there. It immediately brought a feeling of warmth to your heart, and you couldn’t help but get your hopes up and look forward to having him for the entire day. It felt like it had been so long since you’d truly spent time together, other than small chit chat and a kiss here and there. You missed him. 

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Alpha/Beta/Omega sentence meme!

Feel free to add your own!

  • “Have you ever wondered what it’d be like to be an (alpha/beta/omega) instead of an (alpha/beta/omega)?”
  • “What’s it like? Going through (heat/rut)?”
  • “I think the world would be a better place if we didn’t have alphas or omegas- imagine, everyone as a beta!”
  • “I said no!”
  • “I don’t understand how people can cheat once they’re mated- everyone else smells wrong.”
  • “I know we didn’t get off to the best start, but I want to try again; I want to court you, please? Or at least be friends! I don’t care that you’re an (alpha/beta/omega), I want to know you.”
  • “I’m tired of dealing with my (heat/rut) alone, could you please help me?”
  • “I like it when you get jealous/possessive/protective~”
  • “You know… Next time we have sex… I wouldn’t mind being bitten, we’re practically mates anyway right?”
  • “Did you bite me?!”
  • “I have goals in life and I’m not going to let being an (alpha/beta/omega) slow me down!”
  • “Some days I just want to say ‘fuck biology’ and settle down with a Beta, less drama with them y’know?”
  • “So I’m not an (alpha/beta/omega), that doesn’t mean we can’t be together!”
  • “Wow you smell really good today; new perfume/cologne?
  • “If potential mates can’t handle the fact that we smell like each other because we’re friends then they aren’t worthy mates.”
  • “Remember those sleepovers we had when we were younger, and we’d whisper about what we thought we’d present as, tease each other about what we thought our mates would be like… We should do that again, we’ve got lots more to whisper about now.”
  • “Omega’s aren’t slaves and they’re not porcelain dolls!”
  • “Not all alpha’s are controlling egotistical assholes!”
  • “The next alpha to look at me like I’m a piece of meat is going to get my foot up their ass.”
  • “I’m sorry if I freaked you out, I didn’t like the way that (alpha/beta/omega) was looking at you- it creeped me out and I didn’t know if you felt comfortable around them.”
  • “I don’t care if you do or don’t have a knot, I’m not interested in sex with anyone.”
  • “You DO realize I’m aromantic, right? I don’t want a mate.”
  • “Oh gods, did your heat just start?”
  • “I love how submissive/dominant you are.”
  • “Can we just cuddle tonight? I want more than just sex with you.”
  • “Slick tastes really gross, does it taste better to alpha’s/omega’s?”
  • “Knots sound so scary, are they really worth all the hype…?”
  • “If you had kids one day what do you hope they’ll be?”
  • “Can you walk me to my car please/walk me home? I get nervous being alone at night…”
  • “I want you as my mate.”
  • “What do I have to do to make her/him/them realize I want her/him/them to claim me?!”
  • “I still want a wedding.”
  • “You’re the only (alpha/beta/omega) I trust with this…”
Moans

MASTERLIST

Request: Hey ! Im sorry this one is too smutty but… Okay, can you please make an imagine where, the reader and Shawn fall asleep and in the morning or middle of the night idk, he heard some moans and realise the reader is grinding on him while sleeping and he watch her and don’t want to wake her up yet ( cuz he is turned on ) and like after that you can do what you want 😂 OMGG I FEEL SO BAD I FEEL LIKE A PERVERT NO 😭 But yeah like.. if you could please do one 😂 I love all your imagines ! 💋 thanks !

Word count: 1,501

A/N: I tried, but this was hard. 

Moans (Kind of a smut)

“Hey baby” I whispered, as I silently walked into the bedroom.

“Are you awake?” I wasn’t quite sure if she was sleeping or not.

“Mmh” She grunted at my voice.

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RFA + V/Saeran realize it’s MC’s birthday

Hey all! It’s my birthday today, so I figured now’s as good a time as any to post birthday headcanons. Since I just moved to a new area and know very few people here, I went with more of a “Oh, it’s your birthday???’ vibe rather than (most of them) having known when MC’s birthday is all along.

Requests are open.~


✦ZEN:

  • you had surprised him at rehearsal with some lunch just bc you wanted to see him on your birthday
  • your phone was blowing up w/ messages from your family
  • he didn’t mean to look, but he glanced and saw a “Happy Birthday!” text
  • s h o c k e d why didn’t you tell him??
  • soon as you left, he was calling Seven
    • “Of course I knew!”
    • “Why didn’t you tell me???”
    • “Figured she’d tell people if she wanted them to know…”
  • welp he was supposed to be rehearsing all day but he wasn’t about to spend all day w/o you
  • so he told his director who totally understood and then left
  • showed up with a dozen roses
    • “Happy Birthday, my princess.”
    • “How did you–”
    • “I saw your phone - I’m sorry. But you deserve to be spoiled today.”
  • spent the rest of the day doing just that

✦Yoosung:

  • bright and early, Seven was calling him
  • he figured this boy needs all the help he can get
    • “Today is what?!” omg what is he going to do he’s got nothing planned!
  • spent all morning shopping - flowers, groceries, he has everything put away before you’d even had your usual morning call
  • when you did call, he hoped you’d mention your birthday but you didn’t
  • he invited you over and you happily agreed
  • you were totally shocked when you arrived and his apartment was decorated for your birthday
  • and something smelled wonderful
  • greeted you at the door w/ a kiss and flowers
    • “Happy Birthday, MC~!”
  • he cooked two of your favorite meals for lunch and dinner and you spent all day cuddling and watching romance movies

✦Jaehee:

  • she had asked you a while ago because she kept all the files of RFA members up-to-date
  • she’d made a note on her calendar and had it remind her a week in advance there’s no catching her off guard
  • but you hadn’t mentioned it since? to her or any of the members?
  • you forgot she knew tbqh
  • she assumed this meant you didn’t want a huge fuss but she wanted to do something
  • she ended up making a small cake for you the day before to wake up to the next morning
  • and she turned off your alarm she had worked through enough birthdays and you deserved the day off
  • closed the bakery early to spend more time with you
  • you couldn’t believe she remembered! you didn’t think you could love her any more but you were wrong
  • spent the rest of the day cuddling under blankets watching whatever you wanted to watch Zen’s musicals were definitely part of it tho

✦Jumin:

  • you had pointedly not told him bc you knew it would be over the top and you felt guilty
  • the boy already buys you basically anything you show the slightest interest in
  • you breathed in the direction of a designer toilet seat once and it took like three hours to convince him it wasn’t a hint that you wanted it does anyone need something like that jfc
  • but he found out on the day of, when you got a call from your parents singing Happy Birthday to you
  • you were embarrassed
    • “I didn’t want to make a big deal about it…”
  • too late, he had already picked up his phone
    • “Jaehee, cancel all my plans for the day. It is MC’s birthday.”
  • bc it’s Jaehee, she foresaw this outcome and had not scheduled him anything today anyway
  • he made you strawberry pancakes and served them to you in bed
  • had the chef make your favorite meals the rest of the day
  • bc he couldn’t resist, he bought you a new dress and jewelry to match but otherwise did a good job respecting that you didn’t want it to be a spectacle

✦Saeyoung:

  • he knew of course, he’d known since day one
  • but you didn’t know he knew
  • which means his surprise party would be extra surprising he only hoped you liked that kind of thing
  • sent you on a scavenger hunt while he got everything ready, your party was totally space-themed
  • by then, you realized he knew
  • but you thought the scavenger hunt was it
  • so when it led you to his house, you were just expecting him with a goofy grin and honey buddha chips or something
  • then the door sang Happy Birthday to you which you loved
  • when you came in and all of RFA yelled “Surprise!” you almost cried
    • “I didn’t want anyone to feel like I was expecting anything so I didn’t tell anyone…thank you so much.” you felt so special
  • lots and lots of kisses and cuddles and making everyone tell you two to get a room

✦V:

  • you were cooking lunch when you finally said something out of necessity
    • “Oh, my parents are insisting on taking me out to dinner for my birthday tonight…I’d love it if you came, too.”
  • you heard him set his pipe on the table and you turned around
  • he was silent for a moment
    • “…It’s your birthday?”
  • he looks hurt oh no this is not what you wanted
  • you had started to ramble, wanting him to understand
    • “Oh, I didn’t tell anyone! It’s honestly…just another day for me. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.”
  • he made his way to the kitchen and placed a kiss on your cheek
  • felt around for your hands and laced his fingers through them
    • “Of course I’ll go to dinner with you. But can I make the day at least a little special for you?”
  • how can you say no to that
  • so you two dressed up and took lots of pictures together and he takes lots of you
  • they turned out amazing even with his limited vision

✦Saeran:

  • woke up w/ a groan and Saeyoung standing over him
    • “So what are you gonna do for MC for her birthday?”
  • what
  • was he supposed to know it was your birthday?
  • is that a thing he’s supposed to do? shit
  • deadpan stare, Saeyoung was almost sure he was gonna get punched
    • “…got any ideas?”
    • “Oh! Oh! Tons!”
  • he turned them all down
  • in the end he went with something pretty simple
  • surprised you with ice cream and your favorite cookies
  • and promised to do whatever you wanted all day pls don’t abuse it
  • you were super touched and looked at him with surprise
    • “But…how did you know? I didn’t tell anyone.”
  • you both ended up glaring at a snickering Saeyoung
  • while you were both secretly grateful bc it was a really nice day